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Flings Of The Waistcoat Crowd lyrics by Robert Pollard

 

Flings Of The Waistcoat Crowd by Robert Pollard


Great days are becoming
A matchlight liquor establishment
Where the factory soaks it's scabs
It hangs there like insectrocutioner
Over the big river
Scum of us rinsed by a hard rain
The tar, the teeth & the gear
Yet no trail
All around the camp
And that is our game
To brag and complain
To guess who goes next
To tally the scars
Learn every weakness



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